While~

A loud bang resounded in the air, accompanied by thousands of divine lights that exploded in an instant like fireworks.

A huge watch rises from the ground, and the divine light is swirling, showing the time.

"The new emperor is about to ascend the throne!"

"The fourth prince is the most humble, when the first emperor was alive, he was in charge of all the affairs of the court, and he ascended the throne at this time, which is what everyone expects."

"It's a pity that I can't go to such a grand event."

Tianjiao City was lively, and many people looked up at the sky with excitement.

There are also people who feel sorry for it.

Although the new emperor did not shy away from the people to watch, the tens of millions of people in Tianjiao City naturally could not all pour into the second city.

The second city is full of people, the streets are shoulder to shoulder, all the buildings on both sides, every floor is overcrowded, and countless people are stretching their necks to see.

In the middle of the second district, there is a huge square that can accommodate millions of people, and the momentum is solemn.

The Temple of Heaven like white jade stands here.

Under the Temple of Heaven, many princes and ministers, civil and military officials, court guests, and people who came from afar to watch the ceremony all looked solemn.

Waiting for the new emperor to come and worship heaven and earth.

"The change of a secular dynasty, but with so many monks running for it, it seems to have a bit of the atmosphere of a divine dynasty......

In a quiet teahouse in the third city, a middle-aged man shook his head and smiled.

This teahouse is located at the junction of the second and third urban areas, and it was originally lively, but today is special, so it seems to be crowded.

At this time, there was only one table of guests in the teahouse.

"After all, Emperor Ding of that day was born in the Holy Land, and he has been operating for thousands of years, and his power is not weak, even if there is no Emperor Tianding, it is not comparable to ordinary sects."

A young man lightly clicked on the tabletop, and looked out of the window, as if he could see through the city wall and see the pomp and circumstance of the second district.

The place where the new emperor ascended the throne is in the second city.

It seems to be scattered, but in fact, the entire second city district is extremely heavily guarded, while the third city district, which is separated by a wall, is very calm.

"He was supposed to be the lord of the Holy Land, but he was born to be the emperor of this mortal......"

Listening to the cheers, the middle-aged man held the teacup and blew it gently: "It's a pity that this peerless talent." ”

"Senior Brother Li's words are bad! That day, Emperor Ding dared to rebel against the sky, and he was able to cross the millennium, and he was unified in the war, and he was already better than the rest of the ghouls! ”

Zhang Wuji disagreed.

In his opinion, Emperor Ding that day was the real seeker, and his contemporaries, who were not inferior to a few people, were ten times better for him, but now his achievements are more than ten times worse.

This is the choice of the road.

"Ugh."

The middle-aged man didn't seem to expect this young man to respect Emperor Tianding so much, touched his nose, and didn't speak.

"Dongzhou is 20,000 years old, there are not many people who can compare with it, and it is indeed a pity that I can't see such a character."

Zhang Wuji's eyes were deep and bright, as if there were stars hidden in them:

"However, it seems that the Yuanyang Daoist can still see ......"

There was no one around the two talking, and in fact, several guys and shopkeepers in this teahouse didn't seem to hear it.

"I heard that after the empress of Zhongzhou ascended the throne, her actions were not small, which has caused uneasiness in many sects and holy places."

The middle-aged man glanced at the young man unintentionally:

"My junior brother is from Zhongzhou, so I want to know something."

The Mending Heaven Pavilion is spread all over the states, and naturally there are methods to come and go, but even if there are methods, not everyone is qualified to come and go freely.

At least, he didn't.

But this young man has this qualification.

This young man's name is Zhang Wuji, he is one of the seven holy sons of the Mending Heaven Pavilion, his talents and talents are the top in the world, and he has cultivated the top-level killing method, and he is very likely to inherit the Tianjiao of the head of the Mending Heaven Pavilion.

"I know a little bit about it."

That Zhang Wuji nodded, his eyes flickering a little: "That empress has great ambitions, and may want to preach the supreme ...... before the heavenly changes."

Zhang Wuji's tone was calm, but with a hint of unwillingness.

He didn't come to Dongzhou of his own free will.......

The Supreme of the Preaching?

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, and then shook his head: "Since the Middle Ages, the heavens and the earth have changed greatly, and for hundreds of thousands of years, only the Guanglong Supreme has preached, and although the empress is the most amazing and brilliant person in the imperial court for tens of thousands of years, it is impossible to succeed." ”

Ancient Heavenly Venerable, Ancient Holy Emperor, Medieval Supreme, but from ancient times to the present, there is only one Guanglong Supreme.

In addition, countless heroes have come to an abrupt end, the marquis is already the top of the world, and the king may not be one for 10,000 years.

Not to mention the Supreme.

Even if it is the Guanglong Supreme, there are certain fate methods in it, and it is impossible to copy it.

Some people even say that even if Guanglong respects life, I am afraid that there is no possibility of preaching now.

"There are some people in this world who cannot be judged by common sense."

Zhang Wuji's expression was a little complicated:

"Some people are born different, that empress is really supreme talented, and there are only a few people who can compare with it in Kyushu today!"

"If you have supreme qualifications, you may not be able to preach supreme."

The middle-aged man was shocked by Zhang Wuji's admiration for the empress, but he still didn't think that she could preach the supreme way.

In the past 30 million years, how many people have been born?

Among them, there will not be only one or two people in each generation, but how many can really achieve supreme?

For a whole era after the Middle Ages, there was only one Guanglong Supreme.

Not to mention, after the Guanglong Supreme preached, his Tao and reason still permeated the heavens and the earth.

Originally, the changes in heaven and earth were already difficult to achieve, and the coercion of the supreme coercion existed in the world, which was much more difficult than the era of the former Guanglong Supreme!

Even if it is countless talented people over the ages, who are unwilling to be suppressed by the supreme power and flee to the stars, but for more than 20,000 years, there has not been the slightest news of it.

Who can be sure that he will be able to preach? Even if Chu Mengyao can't preach, it is very likely that he will go further and become the king of heaven and earth! ”

Zhang Wuji's expression changed several times, but he still sighed: "The Imperial Court of the Overlord has the strongest background in Zhongzhou, and if you really move, even if you are in Dongzhou, you can't stay out of it......"

Everything is involved in the whole body, the imperial court is like a dragon in the water, and its movement will change color, and the involvement is only very great.

"Guanglong Supreme is still alive, and I still have the foundation for the existence of the Heavenly Pavilion, let alone now."

The middle-aged man put down the teacup and said:

"Senior Brother Zhang doesn't have to be too jealous of her."

Zhang Wuji's unwillingness, he knows.

The chief pavilion master of the Heavenly Pavilion asked him to temporarily avoid the empress's edge and withdraw from Zhongzhou, and he obeyed, but it did not mean that he was willing.

"Jealous?"

Zhang Wuji shook his head slightly: "A real strong man dares to face up to his own shortcomings, and the opponent is strong." I admire her, but I just admire her. ”

He tapped lightly on the table, his expression indifferent:

"It's not as good as it for a while, it won't be as good as it for a lifetime, on the road to the supreme, there will be a time to see the highs and lows."

"Not bad!"

The middle-aged man nodded his head in agreement.

His purpose this time was to accompany Zhang Wuji to get acquainted with Dongzhou, and by the way, to dispel the unwillingness in his heart, and at this time, he was naturally quite happy to see that he had figured it out by himself.

"The cultivation atmosphere in Dongzhou is far inferior to that of Zhongzhou, among which there are very few heroes, the only one who makes me admire a little bit of Emperor Tianding, but I haven't seen the ...... who has already sat down."

Zhang Wuji sighed lightly, took a sip of tea, and his eyes drooped: "The rest of the people are just ghouls." ”

The middle-aged man didn't respond, but listened intently for a moment before he spoke:

"That day, the fourth child of Emperor Ding was going to ascend the throne."

"Let's go and have a look."

Zhang Wuji also put down the teacup, looked north leisurely, and said lightly: "Just to meet that Yuanyang Daoist, I want to see Dongzhou after all......"

Well?!

Before the words were finished, the light of that Wuji eye was a condensation.

The sunlight flowing in from the entrance of the teahouse was blocked by someone at some point.

"You!"

The middle-aged man's heart was shocked.

I saw that in the faint golden glow at the door, a white-haired Taoist stepped in without hurrying.

The man was white-haired and robed, his figure was neither high nor low, and his face was not necessarily outstanding, but his aura was as heavy as mountains and rivers, and vast as the ocean.

When you step in, you will have the feeling of mountains and rivers displacement, the ocean pouring in, and the starry sky slapping your face.

Indescribable grandeur.

"Yuanyang Daoist!"

The middle-aged man suddenly got up, and there seemed to be a burst of fire in his eyes, and his momentum was powerful.

But there was a trace of unconcealed fear on his face: "I am only here to witness the ascension of the new monarch of Tianding, not to provoke!" ”

"Mending the Heavenly Pavilion? It's really ghostly. ”

An Qisheng swept the two of them lightly, found a table at random and sat down, and knocked lightly to let the shopkeeper who was not far away serve tea.

The aftermath of the first battle a hundred days ago was still unsettled, and at this time, I don't know how many sect spies were hiding in Tianjiao City.

He has seen a lot and caught a lot along the way.

Zhu Dahai was a little uneasy, the aura of the two people in the room was too strong, which made him instinctively a little afraid.

But when he saw An Qisheng entering, he could only carry the chick and walked in.

"You, your tea."

The shopkeeper's trembling tea was frightened, but also reassured.

Of course he could see that the whereabouts of these two people were unknown, but his blood was not strong, and his cultivation was low, so he was naturally helpless.

"The tea is good."

An Qi took a sip and nodded slightly.

The shopkeeper was flattered and retreated.

Zhang Wuji stared at An Qisheng for a long time before he spoke: "The method cultivated by Brother Dao is so strange......

Syllable~

An Qisheng put down the teacup, and his eyes fell on Zhang Wuji's body: "The Heaven Replenishment Pavilion is not shallow. ”

The world of the Wanyang Realm is vast, and although the great power has the ability to cross a large state, the time required to cross a state is also unbearable.

Not to mention across several states.

This young man has a strong aura, but he is not a prince, so he naturally does not have this ability, and the only thing he can rely on is naturally the Supreme, the formation left by the Holy Emperor, the domain gate.

Feeling the undisguised coldness in the tone of the person in front of him, Zhang Wuji's heart condensed slightly.

"You want to see me."

The appearance of the two was reflected in the light of his eyes, and An Qisheng's tone was flat:

"That's just right."